I can only imagine the years of stories
that make you the man that you are,
But when I dream, I clearly picture us by a fire,
sharing our stories...dreams, comfortable in just being.
I can only imagine the thrill of your touch
being held so closely that I can feel the beat of your heart,
But when I dream, I can feel your arms around me,
and the gentleness with which you caress.
I can only imagine the passion of your kiss
and the way it feels when you brush your lips against mine,
But when I dream, I know that in my heart of hearts
it will be a kiss like no other I have ever known.